Chapter 115 - Not Enough

His husband kissed him deeply and he moaned into it, pulling his lover closer as if he could tattoo the raven-haired man on him.

Sweaty, too sweaty. Ying Yue pulled away with his legs still locked and undressed his robes, peeling it off his drenched skin.

Ying Yue let out a loud groan when calloused hands left light scratches up his stomach to his nubs. His mouth was sucked and lips bruised as kisses deepened so far, he felt it in his core.

"Ah!"

He cried out when a hand wrapped around his hard cock, leaking with precum with just the thought of his lover. He heard the chuckle from Wang Li against his ear as large palm stroke him so painfully slow. Whimpering for more, Ying Yue moved his hips up eagerly.

"Any louder and the guard will enter, my beloved wife. Is that what you wish for?"

Moaning as the hand pumped him faster and tighter. His back arched and his nails dug into solid shoulders. The texture of his lover's hand, his voice, his smell, everything about Wang Li brought Ying Yue over the edge. He came with his pelvis opened wider and his nipples perked up harder.

"Ah Li, show me, show me how much you missed me, please."

Ying Yue begged and pleaded desperately with his arms wrapped behind his lover's neck. He smashed his bruised lips against Wang Li wanting more, so much more.

'Everything.'

A cum covered finger pressed into his entrance and he bit his lips groaning. He stared half lidded into lustful silver eyes and that made his hips thrust deeper into the finger, asking for more.

His lover answered. 

Another finger joined and he panted open mouthed as he continued to make lewd noises. He licked his lips and hiked his hips higher, keeping his eyes on his lover's.

"Not enough, my love. I need you."

"Mm, more? Two fingers are not enough?"

Ying Yue gasped as another finger pushed deeper into him, keeping his lover's face near so it was all he saw. His hips rolled and twerked pushing into the thick fingers inside him. He felt so hot and his cure was his lover, his beautiful husband.

"Even if you had five fingers inside me, my love, it will not be enough."

He inhaled sharply as he felt more fingers enter him and he kissed his lover wetly and felt teeth grip onto his lips. He forced himself to keep his hazy eyes on his husband as a hand gripped at his hip. He let out a low moan feeling fingers curled into his skin and the ones inside him thrusted effectively, hitting his bundle of nerves.

"Ah Li! Please! Inside, inside!" He panted out clutching tightly to Wang Li as his lower half bounced into thick fingers.

"My dear wife, the sounds you make," Wang Li groaned and just pressed his fingers to the knuckles, his entire fist almost sucked into the blonde's awaiting hole.

"Mm, yes, uh, ah," Ying Yue felt stretched and yet, he wanted, needed his husband in him, to fill-

"Want me to make you full, baby?" That deep lust filled voice made arousal pooled through his entire body, causing his sweat soaked skin to flush deeply.

"Yes."

"As you wish, my love."

Wang Li whispered and then Ying Yue felt so empty. The fingers in him was pulled away and he made a fearful sound as he tried to follow it. His lover laughed and captured his lips. Tongue entered his mouth and he relaxed into the feel of the kiss, before he pulled away to moan loudly with his back arching like a bow.

His legs trembled like a memory of how large his lover was, how good and full he felt.

"Ah Yue," Wang Li breathed against his face and he fluttered his golden lashes, "I will show you how much I've missed you, my love."

He nodded and then… pounding, twisting, thrusting of his lover's cock inside him made his eyes roll back and drools slip out of the corners of his opened mouth. In and out the hard shaft went, grinding into him like it belonged inside him. He barely opened his eyes to watch how lovely his husband looked flushed with arousal. Silver eyes looked into his and he shivered with need.

'More, more.'

He sucked his king's lips and thrusted his hips however he could, earning a groan to be sucked into him. He wanted to hear that sound more, always, needing it like water.

A quick hard thrust had his panting stuttered and Ying Yue pressed his chest closer to his husband. Another cause his hips to roll in circles, forwards, and backwards. Wang Li did it over and over and made sure he knew who his ass belonged to.

"Yours," Ying Yue breathed out as he trembled and clutch to his lover's skin, "Ah, yours. Please, Ah Li, ah."

Fingers wrapped around his hard member and he came spurting out like a broken faucet. His scream of climax was covered by his king's palm over his mouth. When he came back from his high, he could feel the cum inside him and he sighed happily.

Such a cure his husband was for him.

"Shh," his lover hushed softly, "You are too loud, dear wife."

He groaned running his nails down his lover's chest, earning a press of hips to his. His stuttered gasps were captured by demanding lips. His legs were thrown over strong shoulders and his hands were moved to cross above his head.

"Are you this willing with others, my love?" Wang Li nibbled down to his ear to breath out huskily, "To be filled."

Hips thrusted and his ass bounced against his lover's thighs.

"Only… only you, husband. Ah…"

"How do you know if I am truly your husband? I could be a dream or a demon or a ghost or even Sect Leader Yang."

Each option was emphasized with a hard thrust leaving Ying Yue twisting with the need to touch, but his lover's hands held his wrist in place. His legs were still trembling, but he tightened them as if to pull the man closer to him. He was sweaty, hot, and sticky but he just wanted his husband against him, on him, in him more.

"I will never forget how you feel, my husband," he breathed as lips neared his, "No one else can complete me like you."

He heard the soft laugh and felt the press of lips, as tongue danced in his mouth. Gently his tongue caressed the other, folding like two wings shading from the sun. He felt a prick at his neck and he blinked with furrowed brows.

"Sleep, my love."

"I don't want to… I want… I want more…" he murmured sleep riddened with heavy sleepy eyes.

"I will be here, beloved," A kiss was placed on his, "… and I will give you more."

"Promise…" he whispered before sleep took over him like a welcoming blanket.

When he came to, he blinked in alertness and found he was cleaned, dressed, and alone.